The whole week went similarly. We trained hard and I improved quickly, Harmony flirted with Xander and sneered at me, and Xander and I would sneak off somewhere in the evenings for some alone time.
Things finally felt like they were settling into some semblance of a routine. Xander even agreed to my suggestion and I made a point to wear a tank top to training, making it obvious that we hadn’t marked each other. It meant more attention to him, but he seemed a bit more at ease with everything.
I started on some of the extra assignments from Mr. Renalds - it was actually challenging and it felt good to be figuring out some good old fashion math problems again. Come Sunday I found myself stuck.
I decide I’d see if I could find Mr. Renalds for advice and set off to his office. I knock on
